I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates-Chapter 537: 535 Wan Hui Banner_1

Chapter 537 -535 Wan Hui Banner_1

An idea flashed through his mind, and a uniquely styled Flying Sword appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

The Flying Sword was shining golden, as if forged from gold. Its blade was incredibly broad, and at the hilt, appeared a peacock seemingly poised for flight. On the sword’s body, there was a faint illusion of a Four-Armed Bodhisattva. Unlike other sharp Flying Swords, it possessed a solemn and grand aura.

Lu Xuan focused on the Golden Flying Sword and instantly understood its detailed information.

[Peacock King Sword, a Five-grade Flying Sword. It is rumoured to be forged from the peacock feathers under Buddha’s Peacock King. It can be refined into a Magic Treasure and possesses the ability to eliminate all kinds of toxic fears and disasters. It has a strong restraining effect against Demonic Envoys and demons.]

“A Five-grade Flying Sword, finally, I’ve gotten a decent Flying Sword Artifact.”

“However, considering the information given, the origin of this Peacock King Sword seems extraordinary. One feather could be forged into a Fifth-grade Magical Artifact, I can only imagine how powerful that peacock would be, let alone the Buddha who controls it.”

Thoughts fluctuating in Lu Xuan’s mind, he held the golden broadsword lightly and waved it, golden Sword Qi shot out. The illusion of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva on the sword’s body became a bit more vivid, and a solemn and sacred power pervaded the surrounding area.

“A Five-grade Flying Sword, so broad, from the Buddhist Gate, suitable for role-playing, quite fitting for you, this trashy scabbard.”

Lu Xuan took out the Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath hanging from his waist, pulled out the Wind-Thunder Sword stuck in the Ancient Sword Sheath, and forcefully thrust the golden, large Peacock King Sword into the scabbard.

The scabbard trembled slightly, it wasn’t clear whether it was from excitement or pain.

“Keep it in the Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath and nurture it well, so when it is used, it will be more powerful.”

“This just means that this trashy scabbard will have one more in its harem.”

Lu Xuan looked at the still trembling Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath, and thought to himself.

After dealing with the Spirit Plants in his abode, he didn’t stop and headed straight to Sword Gate Town.

As he rarely went out and could get various rewards from the Light Cluster, he seldom purchases resources for cultivation other than Spirit Plants and related treasures.

This time, not knowing how long he would need to be out, Lu Xuan had to supplement elixirs that could quickly recover Spiritual Power as his existing supplies weren’t enough.

He used the Thousand Masks and changed his appearance and aura, then went to the Wanbao Building.

An old, fat man who sensed his Foundation Establishment Mid-term cultivation level promptly greeted him.

“Fellow Daoist, whatever you need, our Wanbao Building will have it and will surely meet your requirements.”

The old, fat man wore his sincerest and most eager smile on his face.

“Does your Building have any third-grade or fourth-grade elixirs that can quickly recover Spiritual Power?”

Lu Xuan asked indifferently.

“We have, we have. Fellow Daoist, please come this way.”

The chubby old man led Lu Xuan to the second floor. Soon, a beautiful young girl came in with a delicate jade plate.

“This is the third-grade Gathering Spirit Pill, which can quickly recover the Spiritual Energy in your body, and this is the fourth-grade Heavenly Primordial Pill, which is a few times stronger than the Gathering Spirit Pill. Even for cultivators in the Late Foundation Establishment stage or the Perfect Realm, one pill can recover most of their consumed Spiritual Power.”

“How much does each cost?”

Lu Xuan casually asked, closely examining the extraordinary-looking elixirs before him.

“Each third-grade Gathering Spirit Pill is 800 Low-grade Spirit Stones, while each fourth-grade Heavenly Primordial Pill is 3,400 Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

“Give me ten Gathering Spirit Pills and three Heavenly Primordial Pills.”

“Alright, Fellow Daoist, you have good eyes. These elixirs for recovering Spiritual Power are quite in demand now, and the Wanbao Building often faces a situation where supply cannot meet demand.”

Upon hearing this, the old, fat man’s smile grew even more eager.

“Li Dao You, I brought you such a huge deal, don’t I get a discount?”

Lu Xuan asked with a slight smile.

At the moment, his storage bag contained no less than one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, most of which came from the Heavenly Abyss Treasure Meeting, from selling almost all the various rewards that sprung from each Enchanted Immortal Peach light cluster. He also extorted a large sum of money.

In addition, there were a large number of low-grade spirit plants, such as Water Glow Grass, that he had used regularly, as well as elixirs such as Spirit Gathering Pills and Yuan Cultivating Pills that he had refined himself.

“How about seventeen thousand? Our Wanbao Building doesn’t have much profit margin at this price,” the short and fat old man hesitated before saying.

“Sure, Head Li, please go over these,” Lu Xuan said. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

With a flick of his hand, one hundred and seventy middle-grade spirit stones flew out of his storage bag.

Immediately, ten third-grade gathering spirit pills and three fourth-grade heavenly primordial pills were delivered to him.

Lu Xuan, being a core alchemist of Dan Hall after all, had the vision that an alchemist should have. He carefully checked everything over. After confirming that everything was in order, he left Wanbao Building.

In the meantime, he found a secluded corner and, once again, changed his appearance and his aura, and then came to the Underworld Court.

After activating the Illusion and Disappearance Five Elements Array, he entered the yard.

“It’s a pity that the Illusion and Disappearance Five Elements Array has to guard the Underworld Court. Otherwise, I could have brought this powerful array with me this time, and had an extra card up my sleeve,” Lu Xuan sighed as chilly gusts of wind came howling in from every direction, filled with countless sobs of resentful Yin souls and liters of murderous blood.

A massive pale red meatball came bouncing up to Lu Xuan. It was the disaster-level spirit of flesh that he had been raising in the yard since its birth.

“Did you sneak any of the Demon beast meat meant for cultivating spirit plants in the yard?” Lu Xuan grabbed the pale red flesh on the surface of the Spirit of Flesh and asked.

The pale red meatball kept spinning, indicating a headshake.

“Really?”

Lu Xuan used his spiritual sense to sweep over the Strange Longevity Peach and the large quantities of Demon beast meat buried under the Thousand Qiu Hands and immediately saw small nicks on some pieces of meat, traces left by the densely packed teeth.

He lifted the bloody flesh on the surface of the Spirit of Flesh, which looked like grass, to reveal numerous tightly closed mouths underneath. He could faintly see tiny bits of meat still stuck to the mouths.

“I’ll forgive you for now since you didn’t eat too much.”

Lu Xuan patted the top of the Spirit of Flesh’s head and quickly took out a fourth-grade Demon beast corpse from his storage bag.

After all, it was a disaster-level spirit. It had a monstrous appetite. For it to have restrained itself for such a long time, sneakily eating only a little bit was already quite good.

While the Spirit of Flesh was absorbing the blood mist transformed from the Demon beast corpse, Lu Xuan went to the corner of the yard where the Filthy Bug Grass was.

He took out a large bag of filth he had collected from the Forbidden Land and fed it to the plant, infusing it with his pale green spiritual energy.

A moment later, the progress bar below the Filthy Bug Grass was already completely filled.

Lu Xuan held his breath as he picked the black plant out of a puddle of filth.

“Filthy Bug Grass, fourth grade spiritual plant. It is nourished by filth and pollution and is highly contaminating. Once mature, it can be used to refine evil magical items or to practice unorthodox techniques.”

Lu Xuan briefly learned about the situation of the Filthy Bug Grass. A white light cluster floating in the air over the small filthy swamp caught his eye.

Under the contrast of the concentrated filthy aura, the light cluster looked even more pure and flawless.

He gently touched the surface of the light cluster and countless minute bursts of light silently exploded, turning into a faint white flag that surged into Lu Xuan’s body.

“Harvested one stalk of fourth grade Filthy Bug Grass, obtained fifth-grade magical artifact, Wan Hui Banner.”